It’s was extremely hot that night. Daddy and daughter had pulled out the mattress and had spread them in the living room. And within moments they were deep in sleep. Or where they? Ananya couldn’t sleep that night. Sitting at the edge of the sofa, she was contemplating. Should she or shouldn’t was not the question here? She had made up her mind. Her marriage was in shambles. She didn’t want to go back to my parents once again. She knew her hubby wasn’t asleep. So, she waited and waited…she knew her next move…she had seen it in crime patrol that toilet cleaner kills. And Gangster movie had reconfirmed her idea. Then out of the blue an afterthought strikes…Her parent’s house was the best place for it. Better do it there than here.
It was Sunday the next morning, in-laws had gone to Church. She didn’t go. Hubby was working from home, daughter was sleeping. Without saying a word, she started her Activa . She knew what she had to. Just a few blocks away and she started playing the whole picture in her mind’s eye. How will her parents react? Hubby and in-laws will be held responsible? She was okay with that? But then what about her girl? That too didn’t matter too her. There would be so many to look after her, she thought.
But within moments, she was back at her in-laws home. Saw hubby lying on the floor with BP shooting up. She poured water on his face and he was back to normal. “What happened?” She asked? "No nothing", he murmured. It was at that moment, she realized that along with her, he too was under tremendous pressure. “Why didn’t you stop me from going,” she asked. He gave her a painful smile and said,” I knew you would come back.” If she hadn’t?
Just two words: “Ananya don’t go was all that I wanted to hear from him. But it never came,” shares Ananya. “There’s was always this Big Ego Breathing Down Our Necks. Ego was taking our marriage down. And there were big adjustments problems. But after that aborted attempt, I never attempted doing that again,” reminisces Ananya. Today, she is happily married with a decade of happy experiences to boast of. When I ask her today, what made her return to her in-laws place on that fateful day, she just gives me a blank stare. Probably, suicide was not written for her.